At the very moment when the Sand Ridge Tribe bowed down to the Great Graveyard, a grand blood sacrifice ritual was taking place in Assam City of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom.
The golden dawn had yet to spread across the surface of the Holy Lake, but the tip of the pyramid in Assam City was already illuminated by the glow of blood.
On the stone steps leading to the altar, three thousand Lizardman slaves, bare-chested and wearing bone masks symbolizing their identity as sacrificers, ascended the sky-high pyramid slowly and steadily.
Among them were slaves and war prisoners alike.
There were those from the Armored Dragon Clan and those from the Sand Ridge Clan, as well as from Wind Roar, Tide, and others.
The stone steps beneath them had long been stained by the flesh and blood of those who came before, leaving the path sticky and slippery.
With each step they took, they drew closer to death.
Yet, no one dared to stop.
"Hurry up!"
